Don’t Stop Dancing
Rylie Manross

Just a high class girl living in a busy world she took the midnight bus goin’ anywhere
Just a pretty boy born and raised in south New York He took the midnight bus goin’ anywhere.

A dancer in a smelly room
Smell of sweat and cheap point shoes
For a laugh they can share the dance
It goes step and step and step and step

Dancer’s waiting up and the wooden stage
Their shadows dancing in the nights
Hot lights, dancers living just to find emotion
Dancing, Some where on the stage

Working hard to get my dance
Everybody wants a thrill
Payin’ anything to dance
Just one more time

Some will win’ some will lose
Some are born to dance the blues
Oh, the dance never ends
It goes step and step and step and step

Dancers waiting up and down the wooden stage
Their shadows dancin’ in the night
Hot lights, dancers living just to find emotion
Dancing, somewhere in the night

Don’t stop dancin’
Hold on to that feelin’
Hot lights, dancers
Don’t stop dancin’
Hold on
Hot lights, dancers
Don’t stop dancin’
Hold on to that feelin’
Hot lights, dancers
Don’t stop